Poems About the Environment

Sunlight shines the trees. Every bee is wide awake.A new today starts.
Everything gets warm.The flowers turn into fruit.During the chill time. 
Your skill is  to throw a little  dust of love   into  the  deep well,
In a world warming, change is our decree, For carbon's grip, we must set free. Actions we take, the path to renew,
I gazed The African panaroma Distant Cherangani hills, sleeping
Your skill is  to throw a little  dust of love   into  the  deep well,
ration the strawberries and only eat two
How did I get in between the walls Four walls without a door Was I dropped? The room brimmed with darkness
Spring is coming By Juno Byron Spring is near! Near yo'r wise eyes 'nd ear Earth shall birth thee tree
I love you, because  I need you: It's positive  I need you, because

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